Page 113 of Accidental Theirs
My breath hitches at the sensation as I rock my hips forward.
He flattens his tongue, sliding it across my clit, and I gasp, already close to the edge.
Being pregnant is like the biggest aphrodisiac in the world, I guess. Either that, or I’m just really worked up for Sebastian.
I have to admit, seeing him open up even a little bit goes a long way to me having real feelings for him. Feelings that aren’t just sexual.
He moans against me, latching his full lips around my aching clit, and flicking his tongue against it.
I’m rocking my hips and coming in moments, crying out.
“Bash, fuck,” I gasp, holding on to the bottom of the chair with white knuckles.
Sebastian abruptly stands up, licking his lips and sweeping the remains of the pizza off the table. He lifts me effortlessly, putting me on my back on the wood.
He doesn’t bother removing the rest of my clothes or his, just freeing himself from his slacks and spreading my thighs wider, pressing into me while I’m still pulsing from my first orgasm.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck.” I’m scarcely able to breathe, my head spinning with lust.
“So fucking wet for me, little girl.” His breath comes shorter as he slowly enters me, his hips twitching as I writhe on the table, wanting more, wanting harder, faster.
“Please.” I look up at him with wide eyes, and he smirks down at me.
“Can’t seem to help but give you everything you want.”
His hips snap into mine, and I bark out a cry as he plunges in and out of me.
Thisis what I’ve needed. Mindless, rough sex, nothing I have to worry about.
Making love to Dominic the other night had only confused me.
At least this, I completely understand. It’s just physical, just skin on skin, each of us chasing our peaks.
Maybe this is what Sebastian needs, too, after his high emotions today.
“Are you going to come again for me, Olivia?”
“Yes.” I barely manage to speak, so focused on the pressure building in my lower stomach. “Yes, yes, don’t stop.”
“Couldn't if I wanted to, baby girl. You feel so fucking good.”
His words send more pleasure rushing through me, and my second orgasm hits me hard, making me arch my back off the table as he holds on to me.
He lets out a string of curses when he spills inside me, a growl building in his throat.
It almost sends me over the edge again,and my head is fuzzy when he slowly pulls out of me.
I clutch at him, and Sebastian chuckles, sweeping me up in his arms, bridal style and taking me to his bedroom.
It’s still relatively early, but the moon is high and after all of that, I’m exhausted, my eyelids feeling heavy.
“The mess,” I mutter, and Sebastian smiles.
“Don’t worry about it, little girl. The maid comes in the morning.”
“All of you with your maids,” I say sleepily, pulling off my blouse as he sits me down on the bed.
Sebastian undresses, too, and I watch his abdomen ripple as he tugs off his shirt and shucks off his slacks.
